Can't Even Keep a Low Profile

At this very moment, Hao Ren walked off the spectator stand and walked into Huang Xujie.

Hao Ren's sportswear was of a lesser-known brand. Although clean and tidy, there were some fray edges. Its quality was a lot worse than Huang Xujie's silky Adidas sportswear which was shining under the sun.

Huang Xujie was wearing a pair of fancy long-distance running shoes whereas Hao Ren was wearing the most common pair of sneakers.

Huang Xujie curled his lips at Hao Ren in disrespect after seeing how poor his outfit was.

Having ignored him, Hao Ren ran over to the track.

"Sophomore," Huang Xujie said as Hao Ren was passing by, "You are ready for your last place in the match, aren't you?"

"My name is Hao Ren, not 'sophomore'." Hao Ren turned around.

"Hehe," Huang Xujie sneered as he leaned over to Hao Ren's ear, "I'll completely surpass you in front of the entire school." He whispered.

He said lightly but surely in his arrogant tone.